Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Dreams

Murder, murder, nigga
Murder, murder, bitch

People say I remind of Michael
Myers, rippin' up with pliers like I'm psycho
Smash 'em the mask on, KILL 'EM
Then hit the freeway gas and pass you niggas, my tank up with nitro
Ain't nobody with me when I was dead broke
A bum sleepin' on a bench with nothin' to smoke
Askin' I would ask can I just take a
And everyone of you would all try to get ghost

And now all the sudden wanna act like they my best friend
Roll blunts up for the shows and free bottles of
You can find a nigga with a up in the back
And some bullshit I ain't fuckin' with
Drunk a big pump, 'bout to sin
Hit a nigga with the like I'm Popeye off spinach
the one poppin' it out, don't stop till I'm finished
Humphrey Bogart, I go hard, these think they so hard
I reach up in they soul and make 'em show me they

Walkin' like a scene from nightmare, I'm right there
a chainsaw, you look like you just saw a ghost
Everybody and they mama know, I will go
All up into your spot and be the most
Bloodstains when the slugs came, nigga, gorilla shit
Really get my rocks off the sawed off's just killin' shit
mamba venomous, hangin' like an orangutan
Bangin' all you with this silverback gorilla shit

Ugly as Chewbacca but I'm a doctor with this
Annoying as niggas in malls askin' you for surveys (surveys)
Run up in you and hit you in the way
And I don't really give a shit if it's motherfuckin' birthday
Never really gave a though, I'm cutthroat, leanin'
People comin' at me for the new shit, they fiendin'
your daydreamin'
Twisted Insane to hit your muthafucking brain up, I am the Last Demon!

I am the Demon!